Cigarette

Love is a cigarette we all choose to smoke....


Heres mine.

Naked.

you are spacious and yellow as summer in a golden church.

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Apples and Oranges..

what they see
what they know
what they smell
what they want
what they say
what they feel...



Has nothing to do with our us....

#ready......

I opened my eyes today, it was as Beautiful as love...

She was the sun...

..how we met...

(Jokes, bathroom exits, name calling, shit talking... )..


love was young, tainted, unaware,...

We became weak, within a week... (In love, confessions) <--corny real shit,

I fled,
you let go,
you ran back
I held on,..

Both had our share of girls..
Pride... you know.. Libra type fix..

We swam through floods
Held our breath,

ventured shallow, became deep...

you went right,
I skipped left...

gambled high, lost a few bets..

submerged in fire, got my feet wet...



Im sure we have a million stories to share..
we left, and went no where...

see you when we, are ready...

-Moon

(Im sure, only the "one" will know its about her.....) ;)

Time for reflecting.

I learned to swear, the moment I sailed into LA traffic.

Impact.

Between the lines, love resides.


Witty Whit.


Riley has become photogenic over the years... Until next time.

Polaroid....

.............Blue electric hand..

The paradox of emptiness and harvest

DIRTY GIRL,

Tryin to come clean.

Pass me the toothpaste, along with truth...
Only for you....

Soul blocker.

By the bleak, green pastures

Where the lambs lay...

As with Dust and Dawn..

My heart moves from cold to fire.